This is a song about "I rich bitch"

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Fuck everything? i wanna be rich, i guess i've lost my patience,

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Thinkin bout life and a bitch striking it rich toss me a mic and i'll spit

Its somethin they never get, but fuck it i represent

It was '09, and i was hangin' with my rich black friend,

With a rich bitch giving me head, sat on the blower to mallower back in

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Nawh bitch obama can suck a dick my views on life will never get me rich

Send me automatic no practice i ain't gotta aim just shoot that bitch

So get killed you little bitch who tried to get rich

The differences between being queen and being bitch

Look at my jewels, paper an bitch, trife making us all bulk rich,

Getting money, duckin' haters, nigga i ain't loafin' bitch